Poetry corner please contribute!

An old poem from gracious moments Please fill void 4 our Ethiopian students- Bar Mitzvot. & Gala Dinner 2012! בוקר אור של האהבה ושבוע טוב לכלנו הצלחה שמחה ובריאות ומעשים טובים בעזרת ה’ “=שמע ישראל ה’ אלוקינו ה’ אחד “= Midnightrabbi inspires and please read comments below and add your poems.

Also thanks to Yosef Daniels  
and Ori Murray from Shtar, true talents… shtarmusic.com

Check out David Rosens contribution…

Wheres Marino’s poems?

Baruch Hashem people are interested in Baruch Hashem, send me some poems and some great pics …The list of boys below is everyONE for sure on the 1st and 2nd floor with a few from the 3rd who are still midnighters…there names will be kept secret as its all ONE!

But specifically, in no special order, 3 musical guys are routine Talmidim…
One sent me through his 50 pages poems, One wants to learn Tanya and jam …
One intense going clean story after de tox and on the bus after a few weeks etc..
One boys; growth from Netsach days and last year until he keeps shabbos and wears a bannah republic suit black jacket which i donated when he said he would never wear black again…
The jams with talented muscian and the studios ups and downs etc…The studio is being worked on by one and the equipment is being fixed with Ones resourcefulness…we are keeping up the jamming…
Another Ones poems raps and general out there conversations etc…
One coming to grips with Satmer to Breslov and enjoying our scool
English father and helping his son with friends settle in daily chats and club house good connections etc…
WE can for benefit from my connections in london, quoted to have said “A true rocking rabbi star” one was impressed when i was there and he said he still has my card from the concert i gave them now he’s here…

The list goes on in brief etc… One wants to learn if u pay him so we arranged a sponsor etc…
One hard time in scool and helping feel more at home here…
One getting clean and scheduled etc…
The 3 J’s with wee hours chats with one saying he wants to go clean and learn after intense realization etc…
With the 3 of them and there girlfriends working through there relationships and learning with One, Pirkei Avios at 5 in the moring and missing the bus …
One 100 questions about the frum world…
One the whole concert thing and being honest about being clean and here as chasing around tel aviv and etc……
Two with the whole need to stay somewhere that night and jams and teaching one some scales etc…
One straightening out and his girl and good raps etc…
General vibes from back home and where to go…
One yeah nice hair russian soldier etc;;
a new guy settling in well and helping along with music interest…
One boys lifes tests and can Hashem really want me, the answer is never give up and how prescious you all are and beyond the mess…
Dorm councilors close work together with Yitzi Weis with many a bus ride chat about our work and Morderchai helping with a late chats and music stories etc…
One cleaning up those Ner Jake days lol and chill with the drinking vibe etc…
One dealing with boredom, Mariv before Dawn and the power of song…
One learning Gemorah Tannis 2am and deep thoughts on Tzaddikims memorial day…
o’k so we get the idea midnighters students are keeping the Rebbe busy , appreciate your concern and we hope for only success,,,,

A Sfas Sahbboton looks beyond good this Shabbos, for my family to help out and meet the other special Rabbaim with Shabbos being the key to follow up the work here…

THANKS sincere

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  1. u can also contribute here lol #Request 4 #Special #Mitzvah #Opportunity http://t.co/lCRFWSr #make a #difference http://www.betshemesh-educenter.org.il/

    And heres david Rosen’s poems
    Dignity; it is a very familiar word to all of us. But do we really know what it means. Miriam-Webster has it defined as “a quality or state of being worthy, honored or esteemed. That is the “official” definition of the word, but not the real definition. So what does dignity really mean? You are about to find out because you and me are about to take a twenty-five page trip that answers that question.

    Imagine a child on a playground. He stands there new to the world, maybe a couple of years old. He looks around and sees other children and just like adults the children are conversing, socializing, and also fighting. Do the children know the names of the terms that they are involved in? No, but these activities are just the nature of the beast. Even on the playground children care for their dignity. If one child pushes another child, expect the other to cry and want to strike him back. The reason is because his dignity was hurt. Now take a second and think of the children on the playground; they do not seem much different than older matured people. Although older people maybe more mature, it is the same concept. If one man hurts another man and degrades him in some way, it is natural to want to stand up for your dignity. Now we can understand dignity on a little bit of a higher level.

    I remember watching movies in which one man would be ripped of his honor and dignity. Then he would gather himself together, and lead a rage of revenge against his enemy. This seemed all fine and dandy, just I never thought that’s how it went down in real life. It seemed too dream like and Mel Gibsonish, so I never really bought the movies as a kid. Yet still those words honor and dignity always stuck with me. Those principles or foundations of honor and dignity have always been a big part of me. What’s the difference between honor and dignity? I feel that dignity you must have for yourself and honor is what others treat you with. Once someone treats you with no respect or honor, your dignity for yourself sort of wanes. This is why when someone takes away your honor he’s also taken away your dignity.

    Arrogance; I hate this word, and I mean hate it. This word takes away dignity from those that have it, and those that have arrogance take away dignity from others. Arrogance and dignity have been enemies for many years now. They really do not like each other, and arrogance sometimes just takes over good people like some sort of demon. Sometimes arrogance can be with someone till they die. This is very sad because then they never were able to see the good and snap out of arrogance’s trance. Hopefully arrogance has not taken over me or any of my friends, families, or teachers. Because once they have it is very hard to break, and then you will start to strip others of their dignity just to give yourself more honor. I cry for those with arrogance, and hope they get better.

    What does one do when their dignity has been taken from them? Well one could kill the man that degraded him, just like in the good ‘ole days. This way of standing up for your honor will not work well nowadays, because you will probably get arrested, and sent to prison. Right now I do not have the answer to this question. But I will bring one fiction, one historical, and a few torah sources to answer that question.

    Before I bring these sources, let me say a few words about one of my favorite musicians, Jimi Hendrix. Picture the sixties, and a black man with a guitar in his hand. The moment he gets on stage to perform a small gig, he is already judged by the color of his skin. When people judge by your skin they have taken your dignity. Jimi suffered taunts and some people did not want a black man performing in their club or bar. Clearly Jimi Hendrix had his dignity and honor ripped from him, so what did he do to fight back for his dignity? He spoke with his guitar, and earned his dignity back. His guitar spoke for a generation, of his ideals and visions of peace, where no man would dare degrade his fellow man. This is an example of answering back to the ones that degrade others. He did not scold or curse those that judged him. He calmly cried sorrow with the notes of his guitar. It is amazing how one black man can voice his opinion and that of his generation through music.

    If only we could all communicate through music, but some of us are unable to. So what do some of us do? We curse the ones that degrade, and spit words of hatred at them. But why are these evil words necessary? What will these words accomplish? A learned man once told me, “why do you always get so worked up, if someone degraded you, do not worry, what goes around comes around.” This concept is the belief that G-d has his chesbon on everyone. Meaning if you harm someone there is no telling what hardship might lay ahead as a payment for what you did to another person.

    Suppose someone not of your equal degrades you. Although he may have been wrong, you are not allowed to answer back with unfavorable words to the degrader. Even though you are hurt and bitter you must be respectful. Even if he does not give you respect, swallow your pride and go against your beliefs to respect that man. Why? Because he is right and you are wrong. You are just inferior to him, and have no meaning in his eyes. Even if he hurt you psychologically, he is right, and you are wrong. It is just the way G-d made it and there is nothing you can do to change it. If you do not believe in it then you are going against principles of the torah.

    Now that I have laid down the law, let me voice my opinion. If a teacher treats his student with respect the student will treat the teacher with respect. If a teacher does not treat a student with respect expect no respect from the student. Although it does not give the student the right to say unfavorable words to the teacher, the teacher must be aware. They must be aware of what happens when respect is not administered properly. Take the working class or any class of nowadays. If they are not getting the respect they deserve, they start acting up to their employer, the one they should respect. You give respect, you get respect right back at you. If only everyone would live by this principle. Unfortunately we do not and this is how hate thrives.

    “Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it.” These are famous words by George Santayana that we have all heard. Whenever I heard this quote, I always thought it just the history teacher pulling their shtick, why history is so important and that you should pay attention during their class. Really this quote is deeper than it sounds. The quote is also saying history contains many answers to the questions you ask yourself every day. There are many dealings with dignity throughout history. Whether one was fighting for dignity or earning it back, dignity is all around us.

    The Civil Rights Movement; four short words and many long years of fighting for it. The colored people are fighting for that heavenly word, we call equality. Along with the equality comes their dignity. Now let us delve deeper into the specific events of the movement.

    (Montgomery, Ala.) NAACP member Rosa Parks refuses to give up her seat at the front of the “colored section” of a bus to a white passenger, defying a southern custom of the time. In response to her arrest the Montgomery black community launches a bus boycott, which will last for more than a year, until the buses are desegregated Dec. 21, 1956. As newly elected president of the Montgomery Improvement Association (MIA), Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr., is instrumental in leading the boycott. http://www.infoplease.com

    Rosa Parks commits this devilish crime and is arrested, and there is uproar amongst colored people. Now look deeper into what this remarkable woman accomplished. She was not a super human rather just an ordinary woman. Although she was ordinary she had strong principles of the way people should be treated. She was not a politician, but someone who was tired of not having what belonged to her; dignity. She was simple but courageous. Sometimes one must take something into their own hands to see some results. Rosa Parks inspired generations of people to stand up for their dignity and rights. Many positive things can be learned from Rosa Parks. Learning about the civil rights will help you understand to a greater level the meaning of dignity but let us keep climbing.

    During the first and subsequent Freedom Rides, activists traveled through the Deep South to integrate seating patterns and desegregate bus terminals, including restrooms and water fountains. That proved to be a dangerous mission. In Anniston, Alabama, one bus was firebombed, forcing its passengers to flee for their lives. In Birmingham, Alabama, an FBI informant reported that Public Safety Commissioner Eugene “Bull” Connor gave Ku Klux Klan members 15 minutes to attack an incoming group of freedom riders before having police “protect” them. The riders were severely beaten “until it looked like a bulldog had got a hold of them.”

    So the African-Americans are fighting for their equality, and they went on these freedom rides which they hoped would desegregate the bus system. So what does the Ku Klux Klan do to the peaceful riders in order to keep them in their place? They beat them to a pulp to show them who the south is ruled by. Although beaten and prosecuted, the blacks never turned to violence. Their leader Martin Luther King Jr. would not let violence into the fight for civil rights. Mr. King knew once the blacks resorted to violence they would have lost their dignity. They would have been as low as the Ku Klux Klan. If the blacks resorted to violence the fight for dignity was already over.

    On a deeper lever Mr. King understood the power of the people, and the power of words. He knew that his race deserved better, because it clearly states in our Declaration of Independence, “all men are created equal.” All the blacks had to do was stand up for their rights. The power of speech is an incredible thing. Black people were degraded for so long, and no one treated them with dignity. Instead of cursing or violently reacting, they peacefully demonstrated for the rights and dignity they rightfully deserved.

    If we look back in history there has always been a sense of honor and dignity, just the words meant different things to different people. Some would kill if they suspected their honor was not respected. Honor and Dignity is what you make it. If a wealthy man is walking in the street he expects honor because he thinks he is so great. If a poor man is walking down a street, he expects dignity because he is another human being. Honor and dignity are very different, and apply to different people.

    In Ancient Rome honor and dignity played a big role in every person. Since Rome was a republic, a regular citizen lived better than most places, and one was born with honor. There was however one group of people that had no dignity or honor.

    “In a metaphorical sense as well, gladiators were socially dead.”

    “If they fought well enough, however, they might, with the crowd’s support win both their lives and their social identities.” Abacus.bates.edu/~mimber/rciv/gladiator.htm

    From the footnote we know gladiators had no dignity or even a social status. They were mostly criminals, slaves, and prisoners of war (a lot of gladiators were Jewish). During the times when the games were scheduled, they fought long and hard, to the death. They were not doomed to a certain death, in fact if a gladiator fought hard and won the crowd, he could be set free. The gladiator just needed to know how to maneuver his way out of his gladiator status.

    I find the gladiator concept to be a fascinating one. Most gladiators were slaves or criminals. Some gladiators had their dignity taken away by the Romans others threw their dignity away by committing crimes. Either way once the gladiator stood in the arena, here was his chance to earn his dignity back. Here was the republic giving the gladiator a last chance to feel like a man again. Whether that meant by dying honorably or by winning his freedom, this was the gladiator’s chance to shine. Fighting in the arena was a very diverse way of earning one’s dignity back. Although different, it expresses the diversity amongst cultures and the way they perceive honor and dignity.

    When I was younger my family would go into the big city on Sunday nights. We would pack up the whole family and go out to dinner with relatives in great restaurants. Of course parking was not easy so my dad would have to park the car and we would have to walk a couple of blocks to the restaurant. Now if you’re a child from the suburbs and you are walking in the city, everything is very fast and exciting. One thing in particular that always bothered me when we went to the city was the bums. They scared me and I always wondered where they came from. I wondered if they had a family or a home just like me. One thing I started to realize about them was they had no dignity and had lost any self-respect or self-esteem they had. From bums on the street one can learn how important dignity is. Before you take away dignity, think of what it can lead to. People lose respect for themselves and go down a road they may never come back down. It is very important to treat everyone with dignity and respect.

    Sometimes I feel dignity is an invisible layer around your heart. It protects you from harm and makes you feel safe. Once that dignity is harmed or punctured, your heart is then unprotected. Then it is open to attack from all angles. Losing one’s dignity can be a tremendous psychological burden, and sometimes you do not even know when you have lost it.

    As we keep going dignity and honor are understood at a deeper level. The civil rights movement was a fight for human dignity, and being a gladiator was a fight for personal dignity. Either way dignity is deep whether for personal reasons, or communal reasons.

    “Dignity is deadly” is an article written by essayist Paul Graham.

    “Why do we go from the business equivalent of the unruly-but-creative teenager to a stuffy parent? Can’t we be something in-between? Why not the motivated, fun, creative 30-year old? http://www.headrush.typepad.com/creating_passionate_users/

    Graham in his essay discusses how as people become adults they become less creative. “Companies pound professionalism and “in a dignified manner” into their employees, causing a lack of creativity.” Graham thinks it is a shame how people start off as creative, confident teenagers, only to become up tight adults. Where did all the creativity and mellowness go? It is not to say that there should be no more dignity, but rather a mellow outlook on the way things are.

    From Graham’s article I expounded the following. From a creative teenager to a stuffy parent, people slowly lose their dignity without realizing it. They are brainwashed by major companies away from their creativity. Selfish rich company owners, cripple the flowing creativity from the working class. This is why our country has not been thriving over the past couple of years. If we want our economy to get back on track we need people to step up with creativity and donate ideas and principles. The only way this can happen is if the dignity of our people is restored once again

    OK, so we successfully researched a lot, but we still have ways to go till twenty-five pages are up. Let us delve into some poetry, and discover new meanings to our already thrilling lives. Poetry has always had a special place in my heart because it is communication of the heart. I like many kinds of poetry, and poets, and here is a poem about the basic principles of life.

    Short Lived

    A new start a new beginning

    Life has barely started I feel I’m winning

    Prepared without the right tools

    Unable to deal with the coax of fools

    Spades blossom from our disgust

    about 10 months ago · Delete Post

    Eli Pmusic
    As flowers die and fences rust

    But to all those sane hear the call

    Of emotions flowing through the hall

    Life is around in every location

    Our thoughts, and emotions damned since creation

    But tomorrow is always a new beginning

    So spend each and every moment grinning

    Because time will eventually blow into the gust

    And each and every life moment into history’s dust

    To be able to understand this poem one must picture life as a long curvy road. When you are born is when the long road starts. As you start to walk down the road you feel confident, and that nothing can stop you. Your pride and dignity are in their rightful place, and you are on cloud nine. Soon the road starts to bend, and you are not able to see what lies ahead. Once you cannot see what lies ahead you have a problem and you lose your composure. Then everything starts to get worse, as you keep losing things that were so stable throughout your life. You lose your honor, dignity, and many other things that were so dear to you in life. So when you have troubles, you search for answers, and sometimes people do not like the answers they get. If one keeps working on getting out of his troubles he will. Lots of hard work is required, but it is life. We all face problems in our life that we all must deal. Some have different problems than others but we are all in the same boat of life. Every day in life is like that road winding, and it is up to each and every person to deal with the problems that lay ahead.

    Now that you understand what the poem means look back and see how each verse fits in with the meaning. I basically explained the main idea of the poem, but there are some verses you will not be able to understand, because they are personal. They are personal because I wrote this poem, and some verses have hidden meanings that you will never find out. Why? Because they are in my head, and nobody controls my head, and nobody can know what is inside my head. Because they are my thoughts, and there is nothing you can do to take them away from me.

    The Count of Monte Cristo, written by Alexandre Dumas is a very interesting book about dignity, honor, and betrayal. The book’s hero Edmund Dant`es is a young confident up and comer. He is promoted to captain of the ship he has been working on and he is about marry the love of his life, mer`ced`es. His good fortune does not go without jealousy from those around him. One of his fellow mates aboard the ship, Danglars, is jealous that Dant`es has been promoted to captain. Caldouresse who is Dant’es’s neighbor also is jealous of his friend’s newfound fortune. Fernand Mondego, is the most jealous of Dante`s. He wants the love of Dant’es and will do anything for Mer`ced`es. The three get drunk together and conspire to do away with Dant`es each for their own personal benefit. They write an incriminating letter written about Dante`s, and he is arrested and sent to the prison island, Chateau d’if.

    Now to make a long story short, Dante`s goes to prison for many years, and escapes with the help of a former priest. He finds hidden treasure, and goes under the persona of the Count of Monte Cristo. It is then that he takes revenge on all the people that ruined his life, and took away his dignity and pride. After that just like any good ending, he gets the girl of his dreams back. This is all nice, but let us take a closer look at the thought process of Edmond Dante`s.

    “I regret now,” said he, “having helped you in your late inquiries, or having given you the information I did.” “Why so?” inquired Dantès. “Because it has instilled a new passion in your heart—that of vengeance.” Ch. 17

    When Edmond is first thrown in prison he is unaware that he has been betrayed. He is too naive to think that men around him would do harm to him. In this quote in which Abbe` Faria reveals to Edmond of his piers betrayal. Once Desmond is aware of the evil done to him, he is scarred. Vengeance has put an imaginary gash across his eye. His personality revolves around vengeance, his life revolves around vengeance, and his peace will come through vengeance. Everything he had; his honor and dignity was ripped from him. Once Edmond found out he was betrayed, he became traumatic. His thought process changed, and he was a totally different person. From Edmond it seems like the natural reaction to seek revenge on those that betray you or degrade you. It is the nature of the beast to exact revenge on those who have done harm to you. As it says in the Illiad, “It (revenge), is far sweeter than flowing honey.” Yet sometimes revenge is not the right path, and most of the time it catches up with you. Here is one of my favorite quotes on revenge; “ by taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing over it, he is superior-(anonymous).” Our emotions take over, and sometimes revenge can be understandable, but the righteous path we all know is to surpass our vengeful desires.

    Another interesting analysis on the Count is what the author himself, Alexandre Dumas, has to say. “Monte Cristo realized he had gone beyond the limits of rightful vengeance, and he could no longer say god is for me or with me.” The Count knows his vengeance is way over, yet his fury dictates his actions, and thoughts. He was a slave to vengeance, something we all must be careful to watch out for.

    Is it really possible to take away someone’s dignity? If one does not think in his own mind he was ripped of his dignity, then he was not. Everything is how one’s brain interprets the situation. Because to one person, a bad situation might not be bad because in his own mind he does not think it is bad. Everything is how you make it. It is your brain in your own world, enjoy!

    So we have covered a lot on dignity, and explored the many different perspectives on dignity. We have gone through history, fiction, personal anecdote, poetry, and an article by Paul Graham. So for now we have covered the subjects, but we are missing one crucial thing to the mix. Yes, you guessed, my friend, we are missing Torah. The essence of life; the foundation of Judaism, and the root of all knowledge.

    There is a very interesting Gemara in Berachos on Daf 27b. In this Gemara a student asks R’ Yehoshua a question and gets and answer. The student goes to the nasi R’ Gamliel and receives a different answer. The student tells R’ Gamliel that he heard otherwise from someone else. When R’ Gamliel heard this he announced that all those who disagree with him on this matter should step forward. When R’ Yehoshua did not step forward, R’ Gamliel who knew R’ Yehoshua disagreed with him started to degrade him in public. This was not the first time R’ Gamliel degraded a person in public. The year before, he degraded R’ Tzadok in matters of Bechoros. The rabanim started to talk about finding a new nasi.

    So here we see one man degraded another man, and what happens to R’ Gamliel, he is fired from his job. Why? Because there is a certain way one must learn to treat people. One cannot just walk around saying anything, or degrading anyone. By respecting others, you are giving them dignity, and most importantly you are having dignity for yourself. Another thing we can take from this gemara is what it means to be embarrassed in public. If one was to curse at someone in public it would be greatly embarrassing. Being degraded in public is just as embarrassing if not more. They say when someone is embarrassed in public, and he loses all the color in his face, it is as if you killed him. The pain of embarrassment is unimaginably great. You would think it is not physical pain so how bad could it hurt. But believe me, it is great pain. At the end of the gemara, R’ Gamliel goes to R’ Yehoshua to beg for forgiveness. When the new nasi was put in place it was not R’ Yehoshua. But why not? He was definitely well suited for the job. The answer is because hashem did not want R’ Gamliel to be embarrassed that the one he degraded is now degrading him by taking his position.

    From this story we see how careful we must be in the way we treat people. It is not for us to judge these great men, but I think we all learned a valuable lesson from this Gemara. We just need to be careful what we say to people, and how we treat them. After all would you want to be a murderer?

    The most interesting thing about this gemara is the fact that through the rabbis own actions, they were able to learn a lesson. And through their actions we are also able to learn a lesson. In a way the stories and experiences of the great rabbis became principles and morals for the generations in the future.

    Every Shabbos during sefirah it is customary to learn Pirkei Avos. Many principles and morals are learned from the wise lessons in Pirkei Avos. One particular mishnah that stuck out at me is the first mishnah in perek four. It is stated, “Who is strong? He who subdues his personal inclination and is slow to anger.” From here we learn a valuable lesson on our anger. We all are human and we all have lost our anger at some point in our life. Does it make it right? No, but we should learn to control our anger because you never know when it might get you into trouble. That’s the first lesson we have learned in pirkei avos so far, let’s move on.

    As the mishnah continues it goes on to teach more ideas and principles. The next thing discussed is honor. “Who is honored? He who honors others, as it is said, for those who honor me I will honor, and those who scorn me shall be degraded.” So we learn the importance of respect and honor. People need to honor and respect each other to receive honor and respect back. The Maharal says one would think that someone who is given honor is an honored person. Really if one has the ability to give out honor, there is honor for himself. We know Hashem is called, hamelech hakavod, because he gives honor to the righteous. If one gives honor he gets honor back, it is as simple as that.

    In Pirkei Avos, Perek Daled, R’ Eliezer ben Shamua discusses the way you should treat your talmidim is the way you should want to be treated yourself. The Rambam also discusses that just as the talmidim must respect their rebbe, the rebbe must respect his talmidim. A rebbe must also mekarev his talmidim just as the talmidim sharpen the rebbe. This is the proper way in which the rebbe-talmud relationship should be conducted. The relationship between the Talmud and the rebbe is complex, but we learn that respect and honor must be given on both ends. It is true that the rebbe is older than the Talmud, yet still the younger Talmud is naive and passionate. The rebbe should treat him with sensitivity, and respect. A young man’s mind is very gentle and is still being molded. A rebbe will never know what can turn off a Talmud, or turn him on, therefore he must be careful when dealing with him, and give him the respect he deserves.

    We have successfully discussed the proper way in which the rebbe-talmud relationship should be conducted. Now moving on to the way a person should be treated in general. In Pirkei Avos, perek daled, the mishnah discusses that even a non-jew is created bitzelem elokim. Meaning every creation is made in the image of G-d, therefore everyone deserves dignity. If a non-jew has a right to dignity how much more so by a Jew. So we learn from Pirkei Avos that dignity is such a big element in this world. Without dignity it seems we would not be human anymore. In a certain way dignity keeps order in this world. People with dignity give others dignity making peace amongst people.

    There is one last example from torah I would like to discuss. Sometime during the second Beis Hamikdash there was a very wealthy man who was throwing a party. He invited all his friends and the honored people of the community to take part in his lavish party. There was one friend of his named kamtza, and another man named bar kamtza who he disliked. He invited kamtza to the party but his messenger made a mistake and invited bar kamtza. When bar kamtza received his invitation he was surprised but thought the wealthy man wanted to make peace with him. The day before the party Bar Kamtza got ready for the big night. He put on his best clothes, and even used a lot of his money to hire a chariot to take him to the party. Meanwhile the wealthy man was waiting for his friend kamtza. When Bar Kamtza arrived at the party the wealthy man asked what he was doing here. Bar Kamtza answered that he was invited and thought they could make peace. The wealthy man realized the blunder of his messenger, and ordered Bar Kamtza to leave.

    Bar Kamtza begged and pleaded the wealthy man to let him stay in order to avoid the great embarrassment. He even begged to pay for his own meal, but the wealthy man did not let up. Bar Kamtza was forced to leave and suffer a great embarrassment in front of everyone. Bar Kamtza filled with rage took action against the wealthy man. He went to the heads of Rome and told them bad things about the wealthy Jews of Judea. He said they would publicly mock the officials and showed no respect. Once the leaders heard this they took immediate action against the Jews. Eventually the Romans invaded Judea and the Beis Hamikdash was destroyed.

    It is fascinating that the embarrassment of a lowlife like Bar Kamtza cost us the Beis Hamikdash. We learn how great the pain it is to embarrass even an average person. Hashem even has mercy for the pain of a lowlife. We learn every person’s dignity is very important even people who you might think do not deserve it. So from the Gemara, Pirkei Avos, and different meforshim we learn about dignity and its importance. Now Reader if you can match up the different perspectives on digntity in your mind. Go through the fiction, history, poetry, and torah, and deduce your own opinion on dignity.

    I would like to get back to a question I was asking before. Can someone really take away your dignity? When I asked that earlier in the paper I was thinking, yes someone can take away your dignity. I thought this because I thought my dignity was taken away. Then I came to this realization that no one can take away your dignity. Nobody can take away your mind, which holds your dignity. If one does not feel degraded and abused, then he was not, because in his mind he can think whatever he wants. And it is ok, do you know why? Because it is his mind only and nobody can take it away.

    I have faced people in life who “supposedly” took away my dignity. But now after writing this paper I do not feel like my dignity was robbed. I feel bad for the people who think they can take away people’s dignity because they do not have any for themselves. It is a very sad thing to see. Many men have ripped their dignity from themselves, and they do not even realize it. Sometimes by the time they realize it they are on their deathbed, with nothing to do but croak a few words.

    We have come a long way from Miriam-Webster’s definition of dignity, and we have moved up in levels of understanding. It is up to you the reader to make the most of dignity to yourself and to other human beings. I hope I incited peaceful ideas for you to take with you on the many roads of life you may travel.

    It is May 22, 2008, and Rabbi Green just told me I am not allowed to go on the junior trip. My sister is getting married on May 26, and I’m trying to write this report while also trying to help out with my family, and study for the SAT’s. My troubles do not end; after the SATs I must figure out a way to pass all my finals. It kind of sounds like I’m telling a sob story, but I am not. I am telling my life right now. It is stressful, because I cursed about a Rabbi in the hallways, and I am suffering the due consequences. Do I regret what I did? No, because I do not regret in life. Regret is unhealthy, and the mistakes you make only help you for the future.

    I apologize to Rabbi Zucker for the fact that he is a rabbi in the school, and the way I treated him was inappropriate. We all make mistakes but some of us get punished for them some of us do not. It is all in the balance, and G-d has his chesbon. Maybe some time down the road I will look back and say,”Wow that twenty-five page essay really did me good.” The sun cannot set on the pacific for all of us, so I leave you with this advice. Love people because they bleed just like you. Hate should never be a part of you, and respect with all your heart all of G-d’s creation. This is where we part ways, my friend, I leave you with but my words.

    PEACE

  2. 17 hours agoJaphy Ryder Marino
    Hand-Me-Down

    Everything is essentially good!
    Everything is intrinsically good!
    Everything is everything else!
    Everything disappears when i close my eyes, but
    that’s when i know it best.
    Everything is magical, magical, magical and
    sorcery madness perfection!

    I want to hold my breath long enough to walk the holland tunnel,
    so i started meditation.
    I want to look good meditating lotus,
    I want to feel good meditating lotus,
    I want,
    I want to be good meditating lotus!
    I am good!
    I am lotus!

    I took yoga classes, and proved that despite-
    my long hair, i do not look like a girl,
    and proved that they will say anything to get
    me to look normal again.

    Long hair is invisible!

    The old men walked by did not gander,
    at me, but stuck to middle aged women
    in tights.

    Perverts are essentially good!

    I learned to breath in polyrhythms,
    Buddhists do not need tea,
    I still need tea, One.
    One Cup of Tea
    Cold Cup of Tea.
    One cup of Tea
    Same rhythm, Two against Three.
    Cold cup of tea.
    Eastern music is polyrhythm-
    I wanted to know the music of buddha,
    I wanted to be the music of buddha,
    I wanted,
    I wanted the music of buddha
    to flow thru my ears and mouth and eyes and brain
    and parts.
    All are good, All are essential, All are essentially good-
    All are one.

    If I hold my breath for long enough, it starts to burn
    but not as much, as the carbon would.

    Pain is good,
    but not, necessarily
    best.

    We can do that, can’t we?
    Comparisons are odious, smith!

    True, I could be in the tunnel, or on matterhorn, my lungs would burn either way.
    River crossing is good!
    Dada is good!
    River crossing is dada is mountain is trench is ten percent above the surface.

    New York City Subway,
    trip takes me all the way downtown, to streets i don’t know, to slants i don’t understand, to names which don’t answer questions.
    Now I’m walking down Leroy Avenue, I’ve got forty options for guidance, but none stick out.
    Still forty-two, now I’m on forty-second.
    Still nothing catches my eye.

    Madness! Spies! Spies and communist!
    The world must be coming to an end-
    (again)
    This must be what I heard of,
    death, disease, destruction,
    Crash, Crazy or Crack house,
    or else war.
    All Good!

    Anyway, tree hangins couldn’t really save-
    well, considering the resources,
    (don’t forget the holocaust coat)
    One could make a good argument that
    every utterance is a holy name, and
    saying anything in vain is a sin.

    Listen, the birds, listen, the chirps, listen-
    At least the land isn’t rebelling.
    At least the lines are for shiny-
    At least the war is over pottery-
    At least the scent is well hidden-
    At least the eggs made it this far- (And will still make it further, down the hatchet!)

    At least i can look at all these thing,
    And smile, with good intentions
    and Bad understandings, or rather,
    incorrect ones.

    Man, fuck the metaphor!
    This is my life-
    I’m not just saying what i think would sound nice,
    no, I call it as i see it, and
    I see an angel’s hand in everything,
    and angel’s soul in everyone,
    and angel’s funeral in every day.

    And I don’t need to walk down to forty-second street
    by myself,
    and meet a friend up town,
    or lose a friend downtown in
    flight-
    Angels fly anyway, and I’m not bad at flying.

    I do admit, that i have trouble with the end-
    landing, that is.

    Just yesterday, though, I did it fine.
    I flew across the river, into hackensack where my old schoolbus-driver lives.
    Religious man, he was. He liked talking to the kids
    (the ones who would talk to him, that is)
    and thought that since we all went to a jewish school,
    we must be just as crazy about the bible as he was.

    He had a pit-bull, but would never fight it.
    Carpenter, in his spare time-
    Never done crack,
    but found some under his steps one time.
    Moved the next month.

    I flew thru Paramus
    Over Van Saugn park where there
    were llamas and little goth princesses who cried
    when told not to feed them.

    And fairlawn, down the river,
    to the next river, over patterson,
    My youth-blood still laying on the banks.

    I take my breaths, as i was taught,
    preparing my heart for the hardest part-

    Close my eyes, bite my lips, clench my fists.
    Open my eyes-sucess!
    I’m right where i started, laying softly beneath the covers.

    The noise plays gently on the jukebox beneath my bedsprings.
    Where would rock and roll be without feedback?
    Where would feedback be without Lester Bangs?
    Where would Lester Bangs be without Brian Eno?
    In a metal machine, In a metal machine.
    No.
    The poem does not the listener make,
    and changing an outfit, is not the same as growing out of one.
    If you were a child wearing hand-me-downs
    would you not take pride
    in your brother’s badges?

    17 hours agoJaphy Ryder Marino
    Dancing Camel

    17 hours agoJaphy Ryder Marino
    Sorry for that message, this one is called Dancing Camel

    The harbor calls
    it’s master names
    which i could not repeat for my tongue is busy twisting.

    I watch you dance the lullaby,
    your husband sighs,
    the children cry
    they know their momma’s got
    her own way of tweaking.

    & clumsy footed, they will seek
    the things you cannot teach them
    for you ran away from all your clumsy movements.

    Always feared the day would come
    when
    nihilist would over run your town
    and force you to love their wisdom-

    You know you’d accept it grudgingly
    until you loved it,
    certainly you’d break
    when they gave you everything you ever wanted.

    But for now your head’s held high
    dancing steps,
    your children never learned to love themselves
    for you were always hated.

    They’ll leave you when they’re older, yes
    but you won’t know by then
    they’re just another trophy chip upon your shoulder.

    16 hours agoJaphy Ryder Marino
    It Might Not Be Real, But It’s All I got

    They will say you’re not alone
    But all they do is ostracize
    Retire to a broken home
    Past the fading blue-gray skies
    Walk towards the empty room
    That is full in your own mind
    There you feel free to resume
    With what you had left behind
    Drift into your own dimension
    You’re lost in a far off place
    Past the bounds of comprehension
    You are gone without a trace
    You have no fear you don’t look back
    You are home where you belong
    There is nothing that you lack
    For you are lost within a song

    16 hours agoJaphy Ryder Marino
    The Shriveled Lily

    When the land is dry and arid
    Death will creep into your mind
    Search for power that the sheep hid
    But beware what you might find
    Immortal power it awaits you
    Where the heavens meet the sky
    But it cannot satiate you
    Now that you can never die

    When the brother turns on the brother
    To behold powers embrace
    From the ashes of another
    Rises he without a face

    Wrestles ghosts will walk the land
    They live on as waking dead
    Strange plots you cant understand
    Spiral through your vacant head
    Betrayal lies around the corner
    Watch your back at every step
    The latter guided by the former
    As the spirits in heaven wept

    When the master turns on the student
    The underworld’s where he should stay
    Godly power is not prudent
    He comes back to have his say

    Focus your mind to achieve
    The power which your body can’t
    Confusion that you would not believe
    Turns a giant to an ant
    In the palace a god does battle
    With a man of mortal kin
    The shepherd will lead the lost cattle
    Away from the godly sin

    The final confrontation brews
    He verse who he idolized
    Now the new master must choose
    If he wants to keep the prize

    16 hours agoJaphy Ryder Marino
    Toon Town

    as i stepped into the sunlight with a laser on my chest
    i saw a girl named dorothy who had plastic breasts
    she beckoned me and i complied wrapped up in her hand
    i did her will and she was mine just as she had planned

    and so two yeas later still i was at her side
    she acted as my brain and heart as if my own had died
    and as my gaurd was at its lowest she struck the final blow
    i was of no more use to her, i had sunken too low

    as i was lying trying trying desperately to rise
    a memory of two years prior arose within my mind
    and all that had happened and all that had passed
    it seemed to me, time moved too fast

    now my days are numbered now my days are done
    and all of this i pondered as i stepped into the sun

  3. Hello friends and family,

    I want to share this rough, rough draft with you…just so give you a whiff of one track that will be on the album. Please keep it confidential, as we have not released it yet…just giving you a sneak peak. The song is based on the story of Yosef (Joseph) and all the other great dreamers like King David, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Thank you all for your support in this endeavor, hope it blesses every dreamer/musician out there. Keep in mind that the track still has much more to go before it is finalized, some vocal harmonies will be added and more editing will be done…b’ezrat Hashem (with G-d’s help)

    Dreamer
    In this prison that I live in, it’s cold
    And I can’t find myself anymore
    For the darkness that arrests me wants to steal my song
    And these weights and chains that keep me want to take my soul away

    Am I just a dreamer passing through this world,
    With these stones in my pocket and a fire in my voice?

    Here’s your dream, here’s your beginning, and your end
    I’ll warm myself here by the fire that started all the flames
    When you see me I’ll be waiting with a heart that’s open wide
    I’m your brother, I’m your keeper, let’s spread our wings and fly away…

    Am I just a dreamer passing through this world,
    With these stones in my pocket and a fire in my voice?

    Od Yosef Chai!
    (Yosef lives!)

    ~Yosef Daniel

  4. coming soon bovi aka Boruch
    boruchvidal@yahoo.com
    I am currently living In in Israel on Kibbutz sde Eliyahu working and learning hebrew. I plan on going into the Israeli Army in November for a year and a half. I love the country and think it’s worth fighting for.

  5. […] Shtar in the opening concert of the Jaffainstitute;s new hall in Bet Shemesh Educational Center ashrei- Getcha move to the groove of the tuv vuv raish hei way… everything great. Say this rhyme display is immaculate conception, saturated with a natural connection. A lethal weapon, misdirects attention, sending every speaking being… deception. Beating those without light for reading. Don›t live life for reason? Personal treason. If the bright lights beaming, their eye›s wide shut. With the night life feeling, they might give up. So with the spice right seasonings, bring the right flavor up beyond logic and reasoning… easily. Ashrei yoshvei veisecha, od yihallilucha selah. Ashrei HaAm she kacha lo, Ashrei HaAm she›Hashem Elohav. (Happy are those who sit in your house, and further you will be praised. Happy is the nation that is like this, happy is the nation that HaShem is their G-d.) Point connection, the joint connection to Hashem and we make it to the very very end. x2 You wanna do something but there›s nothing to do. You feel you need meaning, but nothing›s meaning is true. This place its needs a change, but when you change the place; it shifts for a minute then its back the same. So you do this and that but that›s all folks. And it kills you inside ‘cause that’s all folks. And if that’s all folks, what’s your reason to be? Is it really reasonable that the reason is me? Please?! From sea to sea, the scenery seems to be equally unapeasing these needful beings that will seek the dream, because they need to drink. Believe, I can speak for me. seeing how I›ve seen the springs to quench my thirst, plus mend the hurt. Ani yoshaiv b›bais HaShem bachuhtzur. (I sit in the House of G-d in the courtyard) To him I raise the most a toast, Ii love him with all I have. Ashrei yoshvei veisecha, od yihallilucha selah. Ashrei HaAm she kacha lo, Ashrei HaAm she›Hashem Elohav. Point connection, the joint connection to Hashem and we make it to the very very end. x2 Praise worthy are those who dwell in your house may they always praise you. Refined my ground and my head up about, and I see it all so I scream it proud. Praise worthy are those who dwell in your house may they always praise you. Ashrei yoshvei veisecha, od yihallilucha selah, we stay up, we stay on. an old poem from gracious moments and please read comments and add your poems Also thanks to Yosef Daniels http://www.myspace.com/yosefdaniel and Ori Murray from Shtar, true talents… http://shtarmusic.com/ Check out David Rosens contribution… Wheres Marino's poems? Baruch Hashem people are interested in http://www.youtube.com/user/midnightrabbi Baruch Hashem, send me some poems and some great pics … The list of boys below is everyONE for su … Read More […]

  6. […] an old poem from gracious moments and please read comments and add your poems Also thanks to Yosef Daniels http://www.myspace.com/yosefdaniel and Ori Murray from Shtar, true talents… http://shtarmusic.com/ Check out David Rosens contribution… Wheres Marino's poems? Baruch Hashem people are interested in http://www.youtube.com/user/midnightrabbi Baruch Hashem, send me some poems and some great pics … The list of boys below is everyONE for su … Read More […]

  7. More from Yosef Daniel from the up and coming new album!

    Close To You

    I close my eyes, to hide myself
    I walk away, I fade my breath
    And the this night, I am afraid
    To see the light, that take my hand
    To guide me back, to what was lost…

    //Oh, I’m so alone when You’re far away//

    I open up, my heart to You
    I raise again, to take Your truth
    Your day is near, I’m not afraid
    To follow You, so take my hand
    And guide me back, to what was lost…

    //Oh it feels so good to be close to You//

    To feel Your redemption
    To feel Your salvation
    To feel that masterpiece is my heart
    To hear that You love me
    To see that You’re with m
    To know that You want me on Your path

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